| Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth |
| And danced the sky on laughter silvered wings |
| Sunward, Ive climbed and joined the tumbling mirth |
| Of sun-split clouds and done a hundred things |
| Ive wheeled and soared and swung high in the sunlit silence |
| Hovering there, Ive chased the shouting winds aloft |
| And flung my eager craft through footless halls of air |
| The higher we fly, the farther we go |
| The closer we are to each other |
| The darker the night, the brighter the star |
| In peace go my sisters and brothers |
| Up, up, the long delirious burning blue |
| Ive topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace |
| Where never lark nor even eagle flew |
| And while with silent lifting mind, I trod |
| The high untrespassed sanctity of space |
| Put out my hand and touched the face of God |
| The higher we fly, the farther we go |
| The closer we are to each other |
| The darker the night, the brighter the star |
| In peace go my sisters and brothers |